Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Sometimes

I don't always love you, just sometimes.
Like a kid with cookies or, a dog who doesn't bark when given treats.
I love you when you keep me warm, when you hold my hand during my attacks, when you make me milkshakes.
I love you when no one else is around and all you see is me. I love you when you hold me tight at night and give me kisses on my cheeks.
I love you in pieces, in parts,
I love you sometimes.

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Free Write: Oops

If you really are gone, you were right. You were right about it all. No one else will ever love me the way you did. They will never miss me as much. They will never want me as much. They will never hurt me as much.
When they look at me they won't only want me. Looking at others will cause them desire. Looking at others will cause them longing for better. I won't be enough.
You were right, and I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry.

-ChesterYaYa

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Flip Flop

Your arms are floppy.
They can hold me strong.
Their hold doesn't mean love.
No it means something far from it.
It's fear.
You're afraid.
You're afraid I'll leave.
You're afraid that one day I won't return.
So they don't really hold me.
Every time you put your floppy, lanky arms around me, they never hold me.
It's the fear they hold.

This Is Where I Fade

If I could grasp your soul as quickly as I've grasped your hands, things would be quite simple.
Words would be useless.
Time would be saved.
And you'd be a happy fool.

Just that.

I am no magician.
Wands can't make this all occur.
Your naivety, although great, is not enough.
You are a wise fool, just not a happy one.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

I Can't Afford To Care

We're playing house.
It's fine for now.
Mouths are being fed. Sleep is fun.
But it will run sour.
Milk goes sour and so will we.
And the blame will be mutual so,
enjoy the game.

It's dark.
It's dark, because the candles are't here.
No candles, no matches.
No fire, no burning.
Just sour,
But the house will remain.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Day in the Life

I'm a prospective doctor that fights crime at night in outfits like this using chlorofoam. Oh and my ego is astronomical.
"When you are in trouble is no time for silence
The heart that would hear everything
is proved most greedy in misfortune's hour.
You should not hide your troubles from your friends,
and, father, those who are closer than your friends."
             -Hippolytus (Hippolytus) 

Saturday, March 3, 2012

Free Write: Late Nights

So my friend is sleeping on my bed. I had just finished watching YellowBrickRoad. I turn to my friend and tell him to wake me up at seven.
He takes out his wallet......he was going to put an alarm on his wallet. He's so tired.
He eventually took out his phone.

-ChesterYaYa